Lisa Gaunt does not believe in the supernatural. Her understanding of the world around her is based on observed phenomena, not what she might want to believe, so when her best friend drafts her into a cryptid hunting club, it's all she can do to show up to the first meeting. She doesn't find any cryptids on that first foray into the woods, but she does find something that doesn't make sense. And the further she follows that thread in search of answers, the more it undercuts her disciplined view of reality. What is the Liminal? What are the other members of Cryptid Club hiding? What are the things she sees in the shadowed corners of abandoned thoroughfares? And why is a broken watch steadily counting down the time regardless of what she does to it? Lisa has a feeling that she'll get her answers one way or another once it hits zero. --- Dedicated to Lukas- and no, this isn't about anyone screwing Mothman.